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229 ) IN SUNNY CLIMES. } By CHARLES W. Woop, F.R.G.S., AUTHOR OF ‘“LETTERS FROM Majorca,” ETC. af th ay f diy F the shores of the SH = Mediterranean are —_ ie a a, matchless, surely the za, Same may be said of the waters of the sea itself. The eye never wearies pc ere Wit = of gazing upon these : ——— te =< blue and green trans- = e[e “ parencies. The warm sunlight flashes upon them, and at once you See SS SE Seas have an array of dazzling | SN ~s jewels in the rarest set- had = Aas sting. «That liquid pur- = AES a 4 ple, so intense and tan- Sf AG NN = gible, you will not find 5 =" aitecetye. = in the deepest waters of the Atlantic. Almost we envied the adventurous —— ey = —=— q : SS / \e | 3) Zoawetls\~e |. Maltese as they plunged into et : aa o aa = < the cool waters after silver coins. ee 8 7 We longed to do likewise, but | tsi’ eed these natives were evidently half EB fishes, whilst we could pretend to be jothing more or less than men. | We steamed out of Malta almost with regret. We had not been ong enough in the little island to tire of it or find out its monotony. yhese few hours had been associated with intense sunshine, with juaint Streets, with the orange groves and gorgeous blooms of San \ntonio, with richly endowed churches and tapestried chambers, _ by cold crypts and creepy skeletons. We had revelled the glorious views from the Bastions, undoubtedly some of the fost striking in the world ; and as much as ever we were impressed ith the grandeur of the harbour as we steamed between the forts hd put out to sea. Darkness fell, and the moon rose, and the stars cathe out. The piano was brought up on deck, but everyone probably was fed with their day and dissipations in Malta. Dancing flagged at COMIC OOO ‘S (CO) 5} es >a" Wo “Shae as ed Pees pa